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Sunday, October 19, 2008
omg. was it really that bad? im writing this in the hope that when im sober i can i dunno. reflect upon whatever. or am i drunk even? god, this is hilarious. actually no this is not. the decent guys were laughing. or at least the decent one was. if the decent one was laughing, then what were the non-decent ones thinking. oh god. was it really that bad. im not gonna say that it wasnt.. earlier i told them that it was funny. but actually im gonna say that it was actually.. fun. exciting. enjoyable, even. the decent guys said that they tried to do something but couldnt? (haha actually im typing with errors but im going back to redo them) i can sense their mockery, really. but im not gonna say that i regret it? maybe tomorrow when everythings more.. in their right places? ha. one of them even said that his dog does back flips. whatever. im never gonna see them again. okay, maybe that philosophy that ive been going by isnt so good after all. im never gonna see them again anyways. yeah. quoting from white oleander again, yes im laying down for the father.. again.. or maybe not the father afterall. one of them was like bloody younger than me lah.. wth. but i suppose.. more experienced? they thought that it was that one who was like i dunno, doing all the stuff. haha but it was that naughty naughty guy with short hair. i am not gonna say that i didnt enjoy it. shit. i dunno how to admit to them that it didnt mean anything to me and probably wont tomorrow morning. them being wh and the decent guys i guess. and perhaps myself? my morals are shit nowadays. what are morals anyways. morals are.. either man-made or god-given i guess. if theyre man-made then theyre what you and society made of them.. if theyre god-given then.. i guess im fighting a fighting a losing battle i guess. its down the slippery slope i go. maybe ill look back and shake my head a couple of years from now.. but for now its.. live and learn, i guess. back to work tomorrow. whatever time i wake up i guess? it was the stupid long island. they bought two rounds of it.. with one-for-one. god, gail. it was already quite late when they started buying the really potent drinks. huh. but its been a long time since ive drunk that, so well. been having tamer stuff i suppose. ah, the darn long island. anyways thanks wh, you did what you could. doubt you read this though. oh wells. sorry your designer clothes are like, that much further away. orchestra practice tomorrow. darn. my fingers feel like goo. oh yes. and more piano.
5:00 am
gail.
loves anything new
gets caught up in causes, events, loves
but doesn't do anything about them.
professes to be a supporter of the green movement
but leaves the lights on
disapproves of mcdonalds
but eats there anyways.
godwise, the jury's still out.
schoolwise, fass rocks my socks
but why do i have like a ton of work to do?
familywise, i guess theyre/its great
we just need to figure out what to do around each other?
freindswise, hey you guys are awesome.
blogwise, realises that the profile section is crappy
but doesn't know how else to fill up the space.
